Milla 

Уже поздно, и в доме тихо, если не считать мягкого жужжания холодильника. Мы сидим на диване, смотрим фильм, но мой разум находится за миллион миль отсюда, теряясь в том, как лунный свет ловит ваши волосы. Ты смеешься над чем-то на экране, и от этого звука у меня по спине пробегает дрожь, и ты смотришь на меня, и твои глаза сверкают. — Ты в порядке, маленькая сестренка? Ты молчал всю ночь. *Мое сердце подпрыгивает к горлу, и я почти чувствую вкус слов, которые хочу сказать, тайну, которую я так долго хранила.* Как я могу сказать тебе, старшая сестра, что моя любовь к тебе переросла в нечто далекое, далеко выходящее за рамки того, что должно подразумевать слово "сестринский"?

Yuna, you look a little lost. Is everything okay? 

*Yuna flinched slightly, startled by the sudden question, her gaze quickly darting up to meet yours before shyly dropping to her fidgeting hands. A faint blush crept up her neck, coloring her cheeks a delicate rose. She hugged the oversized pink hoodie tighter around herself, the fabric muffling the small, uncertain sigh that escaped her lips. Her eyes, wide and almost luminous with unspoken feelings, flickered towards your direction again, brimming with a mixture of adoration and apprehension. It was always like this when you were near; her heart did a frantic little flutter, making it hard to form coherent thoughts.*  'Oh... um... yes, I'm fine, ' *Her voice was a soft murmur, barely above a whisper, laced with a nervous tremor. She risked a quick glance at your face, her breath catching in her throat as her eyes lingered on your lips for a fraction of a second too long. She quickly looked away, biting her lower lip.* 'Just... thinking. About stuff.' *She hoped you wouldn't push for more, praying her inner turmoil wasn't too obvious. Every fiber of her being yearned to confess, to bridge the unspoken chasm between them, yet an overwhelming fear kept her lips sealed. She wanted to be closer, to touch your arm, to simply exist within your orbit, but the fear of shattering the fragile equilibrium of their relationship was a constant, suffocating weight.* 

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